Happy Sunday everyone! Thank you for the tags today @nausikaa and @youarenevertooold, and everyone who’s tagged me in the past week! There’s so much good work being done right now!
I’m still working on the next chapter of my CORB story, but I’ve begun work on my COBB collaboration and will share a few more than six sentences today—I’m not entirely sure if I’m off on the right foot. I’m hoping the whole thing will look better when I’m finished 🤞
They’ve gone racing across the lower field just now, Dev pulling Baz by the hand, crowns of wild flowers winding around their heads. That will have been Baz’s doing; Dev may have made a start on his, but he’s not got the patience to have finished it, not so that it would hold together at least. They throw themselves down on their backs in the plush green clover, Baz facing north and Dev south, heads on each other’s shoulders as they stare up at the sky. I can just make out their small faces, laughing and serious by turns as they whisper in each other’s ears. What I wouldn’t give to be that young and resilient again!
I’m happy they’re close. I’m happy that in the midst of their darkest hours, they’ve each had a hand to cling tight to. I know well enough how much they’ll need someone to depend on as they grow.
And that’s it for now! No-pressure tagging: @thewholelemon, @c0nsumemy5oul, @orange-peony, @brilla-brilla-estrellita, @rimeswithpurple, @valeffelees, @artsyunderstudy, @cutestkilla, @hushed-chorus, @raenestee, @ghostpepperworld, @larkral, @letraspal, @forabeatofadrum, @prettygoododds, @bazzybelle, @bookish-bogwitch, @iamamythologicalcreature, @aristocratic-otter, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @wellbelesbian, @shutup-andletme-go, @supercutedinosaurs, @j-nipper-95, @theotherhufflepuff, @carryonsimoncarryonbaz, @nightimedreamersworld, @asocialpessimist. @aceumbrellaheroes, @ic3-que3n, @confused-bi-queer, @imagineacoolusername, @facewithoutheart, @ivelovedhimthroughworse, @ileadacharmedlife, @papierhaikuphoto, @stitchy-queerista and @carry-on-big-bang
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Seven (but is it really) Sentence Sunday
Yes, I’ve given up with picking six sentences at the moment. No, I’m not sure if that will last, but we move!
Thank you @aroace-genderfluid-sheep and @confused-bi-queer for the tags today!
I’m back with more from my COTTA 2023 piece, and this is the most ‘pantser’ story I’ve every written. We’re just going with pure vibes, baby (and the plot of The Road to El Dorado, but details!). I’m writing during Camp NaNoWriMo, and yet again, NaNo continues to show me just how much I can actually write if I put my mind to it. 12,500 was my word count goal for the whole of July ... and I’m already at 7,683!
So, without further ado, have a bit of Dev and Baz being absolute nightmares and embarrassing the shit out of Niall.
“What the hell happened to you out there today?” my cousin asks, giving me that patented Pitch eyebrow raise.
“Rope burn,” I say. I don’t mutter it, I certainly don’t mumble. I just don’t say it as loudly or clearly as I could have.
“You and Snow getting into the kinky shit now, are you?” Dev sneers, and Niall smacks him in the side.
“Wouldn’t you like to know,” I say, turning my back on them. “Running out of ideas for the bedroom?”
“Baz!” I glance back to see Niall has turned a shocking shade of red. It’s nothing compared to when Snow works up to a bluster, but I’ll give Niall his dues, he’s pretty close.
“It’s the twentieth century, Niall. Don’t tell me you’re still embarrassed by the sight of an uncovered ankle. Something tells me you’ve seen far more of my cousin than that.”
With that, I leave Niall gasping and gaping like a fish, trying to formulate a comeback, and Dev eyeing him in a way that tells me he’s imagining more than just Niall’s ankles being uncovered.
It’s double the promised ‘seven’ sentences this Sunday, but I couldn’t leave off half this conversation. Some of it just demanded that shred more context. but a shred is all you’re getting 👀🙈
Tagging: @artsyunderstudy @aristocratic-otter @palimpsessed @dragoneggos @prettylightsbigcity @stardustasincocaine @fatalfangirl @cutestkilla @ileadacharmedlife @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @ebbpettier @martsonmars @erzbethluna @hushed-chorus
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Happy Easter to all of you who celebrate! After a rotten Friday at the animal shelter where I work, I got a very pleasant surprise yesterday when a pregnant stray who came in gave birth to five live and healthy kittens! I might share some pics later on :) In the meantime, thank you @forabeatofadrum and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe for the tags this morning, as well as everyone else who’s continued to tag me on other days. I’ve been pretty slow writing lately, but I do have some shares this week!
First, a bit of kid!Baz POV from my COBB:
In the afternoons, I do my homework as soon as we get home and sometimes call my father. He never has much to say. I’ll offer to help Dev with his work and then water the herbs in the conservatory, reminding myself of the names and uses of each one. Dogtooth violet to stop gossip, bay leaves for wish making and prophetic dreams. Tarragon for confidence, St. John’s Wort to stave off colds and fevers. Basil can drive off dark spirits. I rub the leaves between my fingers, remembering Ebb’s lessons as the fresh summer scent breaks across my skin. “Basil can dispel confusion, boys. It turns back fear and weakness, and is used in exorcisms. Carry it with you to protect yourselves from danger, or spread it on the ground to keep away evil. It’s also sometimes used to bring lovers together.” Dev had elbowed me and sniggered, because of course we both associate the herb with my name. I don’t see how any of it relates to me, but it doesn’t really matter. It’s just what I’m called.
And the next is from a sequel I suddenly started writing to Field Trip of Dreams (god I still hate that that’s the title I gave it). I wouldn’t say it’s necessary to read the first fic, although it gives context for the fact that Baz and Simon are dating in eighth year, and everyone but the Mage knows it. It’s a longish share, but I’m enjoying writing so have it:
“Isolation Cabin?” Basilton is repeating in disbelief. His eyes narrow. “But Sir, whatever will we do if we get to talking and discover we were separated at birth?”
Simon understandably pales, but Davy merely snorts and waves a dismissive hand. “Unlikely, Mr. Pitch. Now, both of you grab your rucksacks while I conjure a bird to lead you to the cabin. It’s…out of the way.”
The rest of the students are in fits, but of course Davy doesn’t notice. He pays attention to nothing and nobody when he thinks he’s in the right. Simon has shouldered his own pack and is staring into the middle distance, refusing to look at anyone. Of course, Natasha Pitch’s son has to get in one last dig: “What’s next, a get-along shirt?”
Basilton’s unimpressed expression is fooling no one—I know blessed well that he’d only love that. “Davy,” I try one last time. “This weekend is supposed to be providing these students with a chance to learn how to get along as a community of mages. Splitting two of them off will deprive them of the chance—”
“Miss Possibelf.” I suppose it’s amusing that after all these years Davy doesn’t dare use my first name. “I know what I’m doing. Boys this age need a firm hand—” How does he not hear the sniggering going on behind him? “—and I’ve had just about enough.” After seven years. Seven years, and he’s had enough? Davy finally acknowledges me enough to turn and lower his voice. “Quite frankly, one of them has nothing to learn about survival, while the other doesn’t need to.” This last part is said in a hushed whisper, even though from the way Basilton’s eyebrow lifts, I’m certain he heard it.
I share his disdain for the sentiment, however, I’m not particularly concerned about his chances—here, or anywhere else. “Fine,” I snap, throwing my hands up. It’s not as though this trip isn’t always an annual excuse for all kinds of unsanctioned…exploration. Simon and Basilton aren’t likely to get up to anything they haven’t already, and I have bigger fish to fry given the amount of alcohol students traditionally smuggle on this fool’s exercise. David Cadwallader can be as blind as he likes, but some of us are left nursing the hangovers.
No pressure holiday tags: @rimeswithpurple, @artsyunderstudy, @cutestkilla, @c0nsumemy5oul, @tender-ministrations, @nausikaaa, @thewholelemon, @orange-peony, @youarenevertooold, @carryonsimoncarryonbaz, @ivelovedhimthroughworse, @letraspal, @bookish-bogwitch, @nightimedreamersghost, @aristocratic-otter, @brilla-brilla-estrellita, @hushed-chorus, @prettygoododds, @supercutedinosaurs, @shutup-andletme-go, @aceumbrellaheroes, @asocialpessimist, @wellbelesbian, @ic3-que3n, @raenestee , @larkral, @facewithoutheart, @papierhaikuphoto, @cows4247, @stitchy-queerista, @carry-on-big-bang, @imagineacoolusername, @ileadacharmedlife, @confused-bi-queer, @j-nipper-95, @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists, @iamamythologicalcreature, @bazzybelle, @valeffelees
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My New Girlfriend
In which they get transformed into girls for a period of time
Feat. Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor
Dev Notes: I love girls so much they are so hot hnrghhh I'm sorry if it isn't the best, I wanted to write it but it got a little difficult and wanted to post smthing for you guys.
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The Anti-Lucifer League has come up with their latest plan, turning Lucifer into a woman by the usage of a curse on the jacket he wears daily. As he put on his jacket, the morphing started. After he realized what had happened, there was no stopping it. Lucifer had fully turned into a female for a full 24 hours. Sighing, he, er, she? She went to find Satan and Belphie and scold them for their prank, but it went through one ear and out the other. The rest of the morning went without a problem, as there was no RAD or meeting for her to attend. It wasn’t until you came to have lunch with her was the predicament seen by anyone else but the culprits.
“Well, well, well… look at my pretty girlfriend doing her paperwork” you spoke, smugness in your voice. Lucifer looked up, anger on her face.
“If you came to taunt, I welcome you to leave before I get angry" she replies, tone sharp and dangerous.
Approaching where she sat behind her test, a smile stretching even further across your cheeks at her glare.
Humming, you softly card your hand through her hair, pulling her head close to her stomach.
"My pretty girlfriend" you whisper, and feel all the tension holding in her body melt away. After all, pretty girls don't need to be so stressed.
Mammon has once again, had a plan backfire intensely on him. Stealing a book that looked like it could get him a pretty Grimm was his downfall. Now, he was processing the extremely feminine figure that he owned.
"Mammon! I have you seen my- oh, oh"
Whipping around, the two of you just stood, looking at each other.
"Listen human! Don't look so in disbelief-" Mammon starts on another rant, about how he is so great even as a girl or something. You don't know, as you're trying to process how someone can look so hot as both genders. Some people just get it all, you guess.
"You're hot" you blurt out, cutting off the never ending rant from the prettiest girl you ever had the pleasure of seeing
"O-oh course I am human!!" she announced loudly, but the high pitch was disguising nothing.
Laughing, you go and wrap your arms around her waist, “My pretty girlfriend. Maybe I should show her off, hmm?” you tease.
“Stop” she whispers quietly, burying her head into the crook of your neck.
“Okay, okay, just for you pretty girl”
You hear her squeak and can’t help but giggle in response.
Levi was going insane. He feels like the main character of “Help! I Constantly Am Getting Cursed and it Keeps Causing Problems!” where in the one episode that he too, was turned into a girl with no clue on how it happened and how to change back. Gah! He has too much anime to watch and in this new physical form everything feels-
“Levi!! Look at this new two player game I got usss…” you trail off, looking at the cute girl who used to be your cute boyfriend.
“Like the new form, what caused you to try this one out cutie” you say with a wink.
“Stop with your normie tactics! I didn’t try this out, it suddenly happened” she says, stanced like she was going to fight you.
“I’m not complaining,” is all you say, making it obvious that you were checking her out.
“StOP!”her voice cracks, hiding her face in her hands.
“Cute girls should be looked at Levi, you of all people should know that!” you say, walking closer and pulling her hands away from her face. She squeaks loudly, and attempts to run away. You know her tactics at this point and prevent her from running by wrapping your arm around her waist a pulling her close
“Going somewhere baby?”
“STOP IT NORMIE”
Preparing a curse that he was going to use on Lucifer has ended in ruin, and now Satan is looking at himself, but it is, well, different. At least he knows if he learns to cast it will be good to use. His hair is longer, and his chest is obviously heavier. Next time you ask for a back massage, he will indulge you, it must be hard to have to deal with them all the time. As he continues looking at himself in a more feminine form, she never hears you open the door.
“It’s nice to know you realize how pretty you look like this, darling”
Satan jumps, and turns to see you, looking at her from the doorway.
“It is new is all,” she replies while turning away, “I just wanted to make sure that the curse worked is all”
“It worked quite well if you asked me” you reply, coming closer and wrapping your hands around her waist. You hear her quietly huff, but in the mirror you see her smile.
“You look pretty,” you whisper into her shoulder
“Thank you, love, you look magnificent yourself” you smile at her reply. Using your hands, you pull her to turn to you. She indulges you, and finally you get to see her really pretty face even closer. You smile, pulling her down for a kiss that she easily indulges in.
Asmo doesn’t know what happened, and honestly doesn’t care. He was too wrapped up in looking at this cute new form. He did shoot you a text that he had a surprise for you. She was holding different clothes up to her new body, seeing what would look better on her.
“Asmo? What’s up?” you ask as you walk into the 5th born’s room.
“Honey! Which one do you think looks better”, you him- no, her, ask you. You look, mouth agape as you look at the pretty woman in front of you
“I, you, Asmo, what??” you say, trying to make a connection of how your boyfriend has now turned into your girlfriend.
“Don’t I look cute?” Asmo says, striking a pose for you.
“Adorable as always babe, but what happened?” you ask, walking towards her.
“I dunno! I just went with it though” she replies, turning back to the mirror, “Now, which one?”
“I like the first one” you reply, sitting down on the bed.
“Hmm, I do too,” she says. She sets the outfit down, and approaches you.
“You never said if you liked the surprise” she pouts, running her hands across your shoulders.
“I love anything when it comes to you” you reply, smiling up at her. She hums, happy with your response. She leans down and kisses you. Softly cupping your cheek and slightly nipping at your lip. She pulls away all too soon, leaving you breathless.
“You’re so cute” is all she says as she goes in for another kiss.
Beel is confused. He doesn’t understand what happened, at one point he was just eating some food, next he felt his body was different, changing. Turns out the cake he ate was cursed to turn anyone brave enough to eat it into a girl. He just shrugged it off and went about his day. It wasn’t until he saw you did he really remember what happened
“Beel! You look so cute” you gushed, and Beel blushed. “Cute girl, pretty girl” you coo up at her.
“Do you think I really look that good?” she asks, blushing a bright red.
“Of course baby! I think you’d look good no matter what you were!” you said, nuzzling into her stomach. She giggles, smiling at you. Pulling away, you look up at her with adoration.
“Kiss?” and Beel indulges you, bending down and placing your lips together. Your both smiling a little bit, and as you pull away from each other, your grin widens. “Another!” you demand, and once again she indulges you. She bends down and cups your face and places her lips against your again. You pull her in even closer, leaning closer together. This one is longer than the first, and when you both pull away your breathless.
“Thank you” you say, “Nothing beats a kiss from someone so cute” you reply with a wink. She just smiles down at you.
“Well, let’s go get something to eat, baby” is all you say, laughing at the excitement in her eyes.
Belphie wakes up from a nap with you a feels a little different. Letting out a soft grunt, he turns towards you
“Wake up” he says, shaking you, but he realizes his voice sounds different. “Mmprh, Belphie what is it?” you say, opening your eyes. Then, they open wider.
“Belphie, holy shit”
“What?”
“You’re a girl!” you say, tiredness and amusement are in your voice, “A very pretty, pretty girl” you tag on smiling at her.
“Ugh, the thought of it makes me tired” she replies, turning back around.
“Hey!” you reply with a giggle, “C’mon! Let me look at you more!”
Turning her onto her back, you move to sit on top of her thighs. You place a quick kiss onto her forehead, and the ends of her mouth quirk up.
“What do you think happened? Did you make someone mad or something?”
“Dunno, don’t care” is all she replies. You smile, leaning down to place a quick kiss on top of her closed eyes.
“Stop that” she says, opening her eyes with a glare.
“Make me, brat” you reply with a smugness in your voice. Belphie huffs, and closes her eyes. While you take the time to admire her face. You always thought Belphie looked cute sleeping, but right now she looks like Sleeping Beauty, and it makes you think of all the stories you heard as a child.
“A princess, cursed to sleep forever, will be awakened by a kiss from her true love!” you say, flourish in your voice as you lean down and place a kiss onto her lips. Belphie reciprocates immediately, and flips the two of you in the middle of it. When you pull away, she is hovering above you.
“You’re annoying, did you know that?” she says, but it’s obvious that she is not upset at all
“You can’t expect me to leave you around when you look so pretty”
“Then you’ll pay for it” is all she says before bites you.
“Hey! Ow!” “You’ll regret waking up this ‘princess’,”
Good luck
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